The alarm at the Baxter Building, the Scarlet Witch's rampage
The rampaging Scarlet Particles went completely out of control on the top floor of the Baxter Building.
The rose scent in the air evaporated instantly, replaced by an extremely pungent smell of Ozone. Veins bulged on Wanda's pale neck as she stared intently in the direction of New Mexico, her ten fingers clenching and twisting in extreme anger.
"Mine..."
She gritted her teeth, letting out a low growl like Beast guarding its prey.
With that low roar, a thick, blood-like Chaos Energy exploded from her body.
"Boom!"
The bulletproof glass curtain wall on the top floor of the Baxter Building couldn't hold for even a second, instantly exploding into a shower of crystalline powder. Immediately afterwards, the expensive handmade wool carpets, leather sofas, and mahogany bar counters beneath their feet were all crushed into tiny particles indistinguishable to the naked eye in this Scarlet storm.
But that's not enough.
Wanda's twisted possessiveness burned wildly like a fire doused with gasoline. She could clearly feel a cold aura, carrying the strong stench of corpses and sulfur, relentlessly locking onto Lynn's body from a distant distance.
That damned woman, she actually showed the same greed towards Lynn as she did!
"Whoever touches him dies!"
Wanda suddenly raised her hands, palms facing upwards, and pushed them up hard.
"Crack--Bang!"
The entire Baxter Building shook violently. The half-meter-thick reinforced concrete ceiling, along with the various sophisticated radars and Invisibility Matrix devices installed on it, was torn apart and blown away by the Scarlet magical giant hand!
Huge chunks of concrete, mixed with twisted steel bars, hurtled into the Manhattan night sky. The icy night wind that rushed in tousled Wanda's chestnut hair as she hovered in mid-air, her eyes now a burning, blood-red hue.
She was Lynn's sharpest knife, and also his most fanatical follower. Lynn was her only Anchor in a universe full of malice, the tyrant to whom she was willing to peel away her soul to please.
Now, some rotten flesh, crawling out of who-knows-where graves, dares to extend its filthy hands toward her Deity?
Unforgivable.
Absolutely unforgivable!
"Wanda! Are you crazy?!"
A furious shout, filled with exasperation, came from the back passage. Susan, wrapped in a wine-red silk nightgown, rushed into the ruins against the raging night wind.
She was just admiring the "mistress's" territory she had personally decorated, and in the blink of an eye, even the roof was gone.
Susan pushed her hands forward sharply, and a transparent Molecular-level Invisible Force Field instantly expanded, forcefully blocking the Chaos Particles raging around her and keeping the flying metal fragments at bay.
"Do you know how much effort I put into the Invisibility Matrix of this building? Lynn entrusted the Headquarters to me, and now you're tearing his house down!" Susan trembled with anger, her chest heaving beneath her robe.
"Shut up, you old woman."
Wanda didn't even turn her head, but glanced at Susan with her Scarlet eyes, her gaze revealing undisguised contempt and violence.
"What's your dilapidated house? If Lynn loses a single hair, I'll tear the whole of New York down with her!"
Susan was stunned.
She knew Wanda's expression all too well. Every time the mad Witch gave her that look, it meant someone had touched her absolute Achilles' heel, "Lynn."
Susan immediately suppressed her anger and turned to look at the only surviving Holographic Projection screen on the wall. The energy monitoring curve on the screen had turned into a straight upward red line, and the red alarm light was blindingly bright.
"This energy..." Susan's face turned pale instantly.
As a top-tier Mutant Power controls the Negative Zone Matrix, she has an extremely keen sense of energy. The energy fluctuations displayed on the screen, approaching New Mexico, do not belong to any known technology or Mutants on Earth.
That was pure death.
Cold, domineering, and with an arrogance that crushes everything.
"Someone is traversing spatial coordinates and directly locking onto Lynn's location."
The sound of steel cables being pulled rapidly echoed from the elevator shaft. Natasha, dressed in a tight-fitting black combat suit, swung up from the Supercomputer Center on the third basement level, gripping the elevator cable with one hand.
She landed steadily on the edge of the ruins, still clutching a tactical tablet in her hand. On the tablet's screen was a satellite thermal image of the New Mexico desert.
Natasha's eyes were as cold as ice, but her knuckles, gripping the tablet, were white from excessive force.
"S.H.I.E.L.D.. satellites have just detected an unusual Magnetic Field. Three minutes ago, an extremely large, unknown energy forcefully cleaved through the atmosphere over New Mexico. The temperature there has already dropped to minus forty degrees Celsius and is still falling."
Natasha raised her head, her gaze sweeping over Wanda and Susan, her voice filled with a suffocating obsession.
"That direction is where the master is. Someone wants to harm the master's physical body."
This statement was like a spark thrown into a powder keg.
The tense atmosphere of infighting that had been brewing on the top floor of the building was instantly replaced by an extremely strange, shared sense of vengeance and murderous intent.
Normally, they would tear each other apart, even wanting to tear each other to pieces, just for a glance or a compliment from Lynn. But when Lynn faced an external threat, the territorial instincts of these women would instantly coalesce into a terrifying force capable of destroying a planet.
"Minus forty degrees Celsius?" Wanda sneered, the Scarlet Particles around her boiling even more violently, the surrounding air even distorting and refracting due to the intense heat. "I'll use the Chaos Fire to burn that stinking bitch to ashes!"
Susan didn't speak, but simply closed her eyes.
A layer of eerie blue light spread out from beneath her feet, quickly connecting to the Negative Zone Energy Matrix in the basement. She forcibly extracted the building's remaining backup energy, gathering it all between her hands.
"The coordinates in New Mexico have been locked. It would take at least two hours for a conventional aircraft to get there, and Lynn can't wait that long."
Susan suddenly opened her eyes and forcefully tore them apart with both hands.
"Sizzle--"
A violent Molecular Force Field ripped open the void before them, creating a blue crack as tall as a person. The edges of the crack flickered with extremely unstable spatial turbulence, threatening to slice a person to pieces with the slightest carelessness.
"Matrix overload can only sustain interspatial teleportation for a maximum of ten seconds. I can't guarantee where you'll be transported afterward." Susan turned to Wanda and Natasha, a cold smile playing on her lips. "Those who are afraid to die can stay here and guard the house."
"Fear death?"
Natasha snorted coldly, reached out and pulled out two Tactical Dagger coated with deadly poison from her outer thigh, and without hesitation, stepped into the extremely unstable Spatial Rift first.
"My master's life is mine. Anyone who dares to take it, I'll slit their throat."
Wanda looked at Susan, a strange light flashing in her Scarlet eyes, but it was quickly overshadowed by intense killing intent.
"At least you're still somewhat useful."
Before she could finish speaking, Wanda transformed into a Scarlet meteor and crashed directly into the Spatial Rift.
Susan took a deep breath of the night air, which smelled of burning, and took one last look at the wrecked top floor of the Baxter Building before resolutely entering the blue spatial passage.
For Lynn, they could abandon all pride and even fight alongside their most hated rivals.
Because in this world, Lynn can only belong to them.
Any external force that dares to interfere must be completely eliminated!
at the same time.
In the desert of New Mexico.
Lynn had just used pure Death Force to crush the Destroyer Armor's Energy Core with his bare hands. Scorching hot metal fragments were scattered all over the ground, hissing and emitting white smoke.
He held the severely burned Gwen Stacy tightly in his arms, continuously injecting black Death Energy into the girl's body, forcibly locking away her faint life force.
Coulson and Thor, standing some distance away, were completely dumbfounded, forgetting even to breathe.
Just then, the gale suddenly stopped.
The sand and gravel on the ground stopped rolling, and the acrid smell of melting Destroyer Armor in the air vanished instantly, replaced by an extremely chilling cold that sent shivers down one's spine.
Lynn slowly raised her head.
Above Mjolnir, the dense Thunderstorm Clouds shattered like glass, revealing a massive, pitch-black Spatial Rift stretching across the heavens.
Within the crack, there was no starlight, only an endless Abyss and deathly silence.
Immediately afterwards, a pale, bloodless bare foot slowly stepped out of the crack.
A heavy shadow, enough to cover the entire state of New Mexico, crashed down.